"Huha, Huha."

The guardian Takeo stood in front of the door, gasping heavily. He had already arrived home, but ran to buy a pack of cigarettes.

I ran twenty or thirty kilometers back and forth to buy cigarettes. The cigarettes were people who could be seen everywhere, but he was not people who could be seen everywhere.

He bit his forearm with his teeth and took a lot of effort to hold back the roar in his throat. He stood in front of the door number with the [Prison Office] and wriggled for two hours.

This is a house built by one household in a normal manner. The so-called one household is a single-family building with a small courtyard plus parking lot, three or two floors and attic, but one household is not a villa. The villa is called Bianzhuang. The one purchased by the Shouzhen is located in Osaka Tennoji District, which is a relatively prosperous central area except the Central District. Although the island country has experienced a real estate crisis, the real estate has risen steadily in recent years. This Shouzhen District not only took out all the wallets of Takeo and his parents, but also made the Shouzhen bear a mortgage for decades.

This is a small house he bought with hard work and walking hard like a snail carrying a shell on his back.

But the guardian Wuxiong was willing to do so. He worked hard every day to make money, leaving a slight amount of money left on every meal. He knew that he was walking on the thin ice every day, and a group of sudden layoffs, a cold from his parents could easily destroy his life. The leaders and bosses also clearly grasped his mentality. The guardian Wuxiong, who was strangled, was like a clamoring duck waiting to be slaughtered.

As the saying goes, don’t scold young people who have not yet become formal workers. They will resign immediately, but those who have cars, houses and children can scold them to death.

But he worked hard and was like an ant moving every day. What was the result of building bit by bit?

A farce, a joke?

"Fuck." Takeo Yuuo of the Guardian pulled his hair fiercely.

The warm house was lit up in Jianzhong, and through the shadowy curtains, the guardian Takeo saw his wife.

It should be cooking now. It took him more than a day and a night to go from Osaka to Yamanashi Prefecture, but neither his boss nor his wife called him.

He was ignored, completely ignored, and no one treated him as a dish. Even if he was knocked out on the spot, he was just like his guardian Takeo.

The brightly lit house does not belong to him.

"I……"

The guardian Takeo lowered his head, and the power given by the fox demon gathered in his palm. As long as he wanted, he could rub out a fireball after making a simple seal.

It is easy to burn the entire small house to ashes by smashing it into a building that is prone to fire.

Everything that is annoying and painful inside can be burned clean.

"Bang."

He pinched two fingers, fired a ball of fire, and lit a cigarette.

Squatting in front of the door, the guardian Takeo finished smoking cigarettes one by one.

He finished smoking the remaining cigarette butts seriously, and then wrapped them in paper. It was not his habit to throw garbage casually. As a teacher's parents, they had to be a good person with quality since childhood.

He knocked on the door, took out the key and walked in.

"Dad!" The five-year-old daughter, Makoto, was holding a brand new picture book in her hand. When she saw the guardian Takeo who was pushing open the door, she smiled and rushed forward.

"I'm back."

He hugged his daughter's arms and hugged her. The smile on Takeo Masato's face was exactly the same as before.

After wandering around the air for a few times, I stood on the ground with dizziness, and there was a giggling and joyful laughter in my little mouth.

"Dad, where did you go yesterday? I didn't see you overnight. Mom said you would come back, but I miss you so much."

"I..." Takeo Yuto rubbed his daughter's head and said softly, "Dad is going to make money. I'm going to buy you a super big castle with a super good princess house."

"Really?"

"real."

The conversation between father and daughter is still naive.

Outside the small corridor, my wife walked out with a braised spoon. When she saw the guardian Takeo, she was not surprised, but just nodded gently as before: "Are you back?"

"Um."

Takeo, the guards, showed a smile that was even worse than crying.

He stood there, his heart beat violently and stopped coldly again.

On the way back from Yamanashi, Takeo Mutako imagined countless scenes after meeting, whether it was a big fuss, a fight, or a pirate attack, or a pirate killing in anger, but in reality, none of them were.

My wife is still like the past, and my daughter is like a turtle. Her life is like a cassette player, and she repeats a melody.

After dinner, the guards were lying on the bed like a corpse. After a while, his wife also lay down.

There was Heat's body next to him, but the guards felt two bodies lying side by side on the bed.

The guards did not sleep. He was waiting for his wife to say something to him, whether she apologized or confessed, the guards decided to listen carefully, whatever she said.

But Takeo, the guards, didn't wait for anything, and the person next to him closed his eyes and went to sleep peacefully.

The most desperate thing in the world is that the sun rises as usual every day.

The sunlight outside the window shone in. The guardian Takeo opened his eyes, and the fierce sunlight made his pupils shrink.

The wife was already making breakfast, and the daughter was sitting obediently on the chair, swaying her legs, as if she was rowing. Seeing the guardian Takeo coming, Xiao Zhengong smiled happily.

"Good morning."

Takeo Masato showed a weak smile on his pale face.

He sorted out his suit and tie, had a simple breakfast, and got on the tram to the central area in a daze.

"Shake~"

"Shake~"

He grabbed the handrail, and the tram was sometimes in the cover, sometimes in the open air, and sometimes in the building, making the light and dark intertwined, making people dazzling.

"Sorry." An office worker stepped on the foot of someone next to him.

"Swish." The tram door opened and the people who arrived at the station tilted out like a flood.

The people who were about to get on the bus were all like surging ants. You stacked me and I stacked you into the carriage.

The guardian's shoulder was squeezed by someone, and his body shook slightly, leaving half of his body.

"What the hell am I doing?"

The silence of the silence of the guardian Takeo looked out the window, and his voice was extremely small and asked himself.

I have gained superpowers, but what are I doing now?

Like a dead body, he repeated the same work life as before, and was as bored as a screw in a clock.

He works for a large trading company with more than 600 employees. It is extremely difficult to recognize all his colleagues in this trading company, but the clothing and nameplate on his body greatly reduce the burden on the human brain. Seeing that the same company is older than him, he just bows his head and says hello.

The guardian Takeo responded to the greetings one by one, and kept bowing his head and saying hello through the crowd. He didn't know those people, and those people didn't know him either.

Sitting in the separated position, a small cactus was placed next to the table of the guardian Takeo.

There were also a lot of documents on the table. To be honest, it was the same with him or not. Takeo Yu knew very well that his position did not have any indispensable uniqueness.
Chapter completed!